Thursday, October 27, 2005
Lesson for the day, O White Sox and others: Intersections are Not Bases to be Stolen.
Cruising for efficiency somewhere between First St. and Prospect, I coasted up to an intersection where the light to my right waxed yellow, and then started accelerating through like a skilled baserunner, anticipating the "pitch" of greenness from perpendicular to in-my-face... except, dear hearts, that the other side got a green left turn arrow. (Prob'ly it was Randolph, so there wouldn't *be* a left-turn option going West.)
Grateful to the nice fellow in the truck who *didn't* give me the finger or even scowl, who clearly had the right-of-way over this red-light-running creature (me). Not sure I held him up even for a second, so I guess I'd have made it "to second" but I will heretofore regard such anticipation as an evil temptation, and try to be as gracious to the next person who slows me down with their clever efficiency tactics.
I found a "Bike to Work" video and it happens to have been filmed in Urbana. It's six minutes of footage of golf courses and a little bit of the UIUC campus.
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